What do you feel

I hold my aggravation secret
it builds and fester ever so discreet
Eventually it will become ever so clear
And that is one thing I fear
I do not want to upset you
But if you do not say how you feel too
I will be forced to push you away
The question eats at me but I fear what you will say
You say you like talking to me
But how come you will never be around me
I want to have fun and hang out with you
And yes I really do care about you
But if you treat me this way It makes me ill
So much so I will have to slowly pull away until
You become a painful memory
And I will try to just think of you as a story
A story without an ending and no real beginning